Chapter 16: Backfire
"Why did you investigate her?" I asked straight to the point. There was no messing around anymore, no wasting time on stupid flirts. I wanted to know why did he involve himself in my business.
I don't know him, he doesn't know me, and the big question; I fucking never asked for his help so why the heck did he run a background check on her.
"What, answer me?"
He rolls his eyes and goes back to his chair, leaning against the leather and resting his arms on the side handles, "you really lack manners" he grinned.
"Excuse me"
He raised his eyebrow and brought his head forward, " I think the word you're looking for is thank you"
"Thank you my foot, just tell me why did you do it?" I said crossing my arms, the file still resting on my left hand.
"Why did I do it?" he rest his chin on top of his interlocked fingers, "maybe I want something from you"
Of course, what was I expecting? free help from him, oh please, " not surprised"
He got up from his seat and stood in front of me, "become my woman"
My eyes widened at his request or more like a command he put on me, become his woman? did he seriously just ask me to be his woman? who does he think he is? Zac Efron.
I pressed my hands against his chest putting a distance between us, "don't ever ask me that ridiculous thing again" I throw the files in his face and head for the door,
"Don't get so riled up sweetheart" he pressed a button under his desk locking the door from inside,
"Open the fucking door," I said, my hands still holding the doorknob.
"and why should I do that?" an arrogant smirk appearing on the corner of his lips,
I closed my eyes in frustration begging god to drop a cow poop in his face.
"Maybe if you stop cursing me, I might consider opening the door"
Woah! I look at him in shock. How did he? there isn't any cow poop in his face so how did he know I cussed him?
"Don't look at me like that, Ik when you cuss me so it's better if you just stop doing it" he raised his head and look at me, "you havin' a shoot tomorrow with Opera right?" totally changing the topic.
I narrowed my eyebrows, why does he know that? "why do you know that?"
"Oh I don't, Nicole does" he insinuated,
My eyebrows narrowed a little more, "what?" I huffed at his hints,
"Giving you the files was probably the dumbest thing I ever did,"
"Excuse me?"
"I gave you the files sweetheart, there are many shreds of evidence on them. The thing she did in the past and the rumors it's all in there including the things she wants to do now"
Now? like present time?
I didn't say anything, I let him continue, I mean I did read the files he gave me a few minutes ago but I was so caught up with my stupid feelings that I didn't notice her plans. Does she still intend to hurt me? Why?
Isn't what happen two years back was enough? now she is retaliating again.
"She hired few men to ruin your shoot tomorrow," he said interrupting my thoughts
"She wants to ruin my shoot?" I started laughing hysterically like he cracked a joke, "and let me guess you want to help me" I said in between the laughs, this whole thing is crazy.
"Not really"
I stopped laughing and wipe a few tears from the corner of my eyes, "ouch" I said grasping my chest in a dramatic way,
He rolls his eyes and gets up. He walks towards the bookcase that was on the left side of this room and grabs a book from the upper-middle shelf.
"Here," he shoves the book in my face,
What is this? first the files then a book. Does he plan to open a school here with me as a student and him as a teacher? Will he flirt then?
I shake my head and took the book. I seriously need to stop imagining him in a sexual way, like goddamn the whole student-teacher thing was turning me on.
I avert my gaze and read the title "Passions" I raise my head and look at him with amusing eyes, my lips darting into a smile, " of course a player like you reads romance"
I hold up the book in front of his face, "don't tell me" I move closer to him, resting both my hands on the table, " you read these for your little friend down there"
His body immediately tense up against my breath and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying it. Last night he did the exact thing to me and now look who's trapped against who?
I'm so not letting this opportunity go, I will make him feel exactly like last night; helpless and needy.
I wrap my right hand around his neck and very slowly trace my thumb along his cheekbones feeling the tension rising. I gently rub my cheek against his light beard face.
My hand still holding the book as I play with his neck veins, the intensity to touch his skin with both hands was killing me, I let go of the book and something drops from the inside.
Normally I would have checked the thing but my mind was settled with something else, that gave me no curiosity to whatsoever dropped on the table,
I lazily brought my index fingers and trace the outline of his wrist slowly making my way up to his forearm, feeling his luscious veins under my fingers.
I teasingly caressed his tattoo and softly bring my lips closer to his ear. Within a second, my tongue was enticed in his ears.
He bit my ear last night, this is nothing compared to it.
I take a step back; my face grinning with pride "it's a payback for yesterday" I smirked and walked away before I felt his huge hands around me. In a moment I find myself pressed up against the wall, my back facing him.
His one hand-pulled both my hands up the wall while the other was shamelessly resting on my waist. Fuck,
He steps in, parting my legs further away " you need to learn some manners sweetheart," he commanded.
Soon, I feel his tongue on the nape of my neck. My breathing got heavier as I feel this unwanted fondness inside me. More, I wanted more.
A moan escapes from my mouth as I feel his lip touching my skin. He sensually breathes through my ears while moving his right hand under my shirt, touching my bare skin, slowly drawing circles along my stomach.
I close my eyes and arch my back further into his huge frame, feeling the burning sensation of his touch on my body. I was so freaking tempted by him that I didn't want him to stop. I wanted his hands on me, I wanted to feel him close to me and do things that I would gladly like to be sinned for.
My breath nearly got stuck when I felt his finger around my pants playing with the elastic; he lowers his hands down my thighs and massaged my core.
"Fuck" I breathed out, as much as I was liking this I can't have sex with him.
Why does my brain have to act out now? All those times when I needed him he would fucking leave on a vacation but now when I least expect him, he comes and interrupts my thoughts with "Stop fucking around Veronica",
My mind was slowly waking up, trying his best to put some sense into me but it was hard seeing how Leonard was playing with my body.
He swiftly turns me over, my face in front of him. I take a deep breath and open my eyes, a smirk plastered over his face as he quietly scans my face. My eyes take note of every feature on his face when my eyes suddenly grasp a thing on his desk.
I blinked a couple of times before confirming that what I saw is real and not some horny shit hallucinations. If that is a thing or not.
Why does he have that?
I glance at him, my whole mood takes a turn after finding that thing on his desk but he seems unbothered.
Why does he have the drive with him? As far as I remember Lexi didn't meet Andrew last night. So how did he get the drive? Don't tell me he had it all this time and still hurt Kelly?
I look at him, his face now resting on my neck, "insinuating a player is not something you can handle, sweetheart"
"Get away from me" I shrugged,
He cracks up and tightened his hold against me,
This is mostly the time where I regret my choices with questions like, why did I come here? and there is never an answer.
I wanted to meet him today because of Nicole, not for some horny seducing shit. I know very clearly my body wants him, it's beggin' for his touch and even so, I want to give in to my desires, I just can't, not when things are so complicated between us.
I need to take control again, he can't play anymore. My body, no matter how hypnotized it is for him I'm not caving into my desire, "using your opponent's weakness is the best way to save yourself" my dad used to say this a lot, he taught me how to use one's weakness against them but before we could finish the whole lesson he was gone,
I never thought a day like this will actually come where I have to use my dad's advice and not for something hardcore but this. I hope he's not disappointed,
Every man has a weak spot or a particular preference they like in a girl. Some feel the connection through eyes, others go for height, thighs, neck, buttocks, or simply breast.
Leonard is the latter part and how do I know that? it's cause his eyes never left my breast the entire night of the party, although it was what I wanted, getting his attention I couldn't help feeling self-conscious now and then.
So without further ado, I slightly tilt my shoulder draping the loose satin shirt a little downwards so that my breast becomes visible. When I left my apartment, I decided to lose three buttons from the yop and who knew it would actually work,
With the shirt hanging low from my left side I notice the heat in his eyes, darker and lustful.
There are many feelings between us, hate, annoyance, dominance, but the most that spark out is the Lust we have for each other. We both are so attracted to each other's bodies it's almost impossible to keep our hands to ourselves.
It's the second time we are meeting each other and look already flaunting our goodies. No one, not even a single soul was allowed to be this close to me. Yeah, I had a couple of affairs before like come on, who doesn't but never did they make me feel like this. Electric,
I wanted to get away from him but more so I wanted him to keep going. Let him touch me all he wants but the person in the hospital is very close to me and I'm not letting my fucking pussy decide my fate for me.
I intently watch him move his hand to take my breast when I found the opening "hell no" I quickly unhanded myself from his hold and swiftly kicked him on his knees making him fall on the ground.
"Did see it coming? did ya?" I situated myself on top of him, hooking my knees against his waist on the ground,
He tried getting up, shaking his body and relieving the tension building inside our body but I quickly wrapped his hands up with my handbag against the chair, "sshh" I hushed him with my fingers, my legs around his waist.
I gave my winning smile before crouching down to his level, my face resting in his neck as I slowly yet seductively took a breath and whispered "My turn".